Aye shorty hit my line, said holla if you need some head Pull up to her crib, fuck her pussy and I leave it red Part of me says stay, other part says niggas leave the bed A text the next day: You didn't stay? I just leave it read Fuck it gotta focus though niggas broke and need the bread Niggas beat their dicks and beat their hoes I'm trying to beat the spread A nigga bout to blow? Oh, thought it would be me instead But you know, that's a thought that'd never leave my head So fake congratulations are in order in my nigga You'll be the man 'til the day I start recording my nigga Shorty thought that I was a lame, cause I didn't wear a chain Now they trying to give me brains, you know that saying when it rains Well, it's pouring my nigga, and you was snoring my nigga Its sounding like you missed the plane when I was boarding my nigga Back home getting cuddy and ignoring my niggas As she tells me that she loves me but fucked four of my niggas Welcome to The Academy, nigga Don't wait up for your father baby girl cause that'll kill ya Says your Aunt Jay but she ain't really your familia You don't talk to uncle cause your uncle tried to feel ya And ya boyfriend beat you like ya poppa did cause it's familiar I feel ya, your brother still in jail cause he's a dealer Your girlfriends say that your bitchy cause they never see the real ya Your sister is lesbian, the church say they gon' heal her Now those the types of scars you couldn't cover with concealer No wonder when I see her in the club she got make up on Two strip club offers, course you had to take up one Working for two hours and of course I had to take up one My extra forty dollars kinda forcing you to take the plunge And go deep I fuck you then I tell my niggas that I'm so cheap You wait until we leave hit the back and go weep Problems of the world shit be getting so steep Problems of the world, yeah Mama's stroke was deadly, now she focused on her veggies Niggas doing coke, I guess they think that makes them edgy Went to Hov a year ago, he said I wasn't ready He said blood come back in six months and you gon flood the levees Downer Debbie, that shook the ground I found was steady He might as well have turned around and said you sound like Nelly That was petty I like Nelly but I wanted to say, Jay You listened to a medley of shit I wrote when I was twenty And I was broke so you know depression set in heavy Mental note, don't bring a Honda when you could've brought a Chevy Lot of niggas fine with Robyn but I figured I be Fenty So when life gave me ramen on my mom I flipped that shit into Spaghetti, ya with rice and nuts too I said I'd make a million but I just might just touch two When failure meets depression boy that might just cut you Only thing about rejection, Michael got cut too When failure meets depression boy that might just cut you Only thing about rejection, Michael got cut too And if this is the best shit that I ever made I hope I get accepted into Heaven's gates I hope Heaven's great